I knew a place, when I was just a little boy
 I use to go there, oh it was my pride and joy
 I had no mom and dad babe, but I met her while I was a growing man
 She told me son, you've got to sing, you sing from your soul little boy

  And I loved her - mama soul
  Mama Soul . Mama Soul

 Well I love that place, the warm feeling in the air
 I use to sit there, mama soul, little rocking chair
 And then one day I asked her, why her skin wasn't the same as then
 And know what she said,
 She told me son, now that you're mine, just sing from your soul little boy

 And I loved her Mama Soul
 Mama Soul 
 Mama Soul
 Mama Soul
 Mama Soul...